Month: August 2016
La Linea tattoo
Great ending to the week
I let my proverbial hair completely down for the first time in a while last night. I was doubly celebrating the successful end of a 6 month work project, and the official announcement of my transfer to the new digital nutrition research group at work.
Radovan bodged together a hacker charbonnade grill and I marinated some porc loin and skirt steak. The post-mortem this morning included 2kg of meat, 2 packs of sausages, charcuterie, grilled melons and pineapple, 3 bottles of wine, 2 bottles of prosecco (and unfortunately, a bit of a technicolour incident around 2am).
I needed this!
I don’t know what’s happening here, part 2

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Deployment process management
Great Canadian Coat of Arms
The majestic Canadian beaver riding a goose while wearing a maple leaf bikini.
And yes, you can get the t-shirt.
Church of SCRUMtology
As we increased our daily intake of Agile Kool-Aid in recent months, we couldn’t help but notice ourselves walking, talking, and working like members of the Church of SCRUMtology. So we decided to create a little series to inspire our fellow comrades to keep sprinting… Visage
Double pussy action

Had the two ginger blobs in bed this morning. Hard life. Look at Reenie… Such despondency.
I don’t know what’s happening here

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There’s no glitch in the matrix
For the past year or so, I’ve been “arguing” with my folks about a stamp album that I used to have, which they have absolutely no recollection of ever seeing. I’ve been trying to find it on Google and eBay, and it was coming up to the point where I was convincing myself that I had to be wrong, and the rest of the world was right, and maybe somehow I’d just imagined the whole thing. It didn’t seem possible. Well, boo-yah, suck it bitches!!!
My Google-fu has come back, and I managed to find it. Behold, the 1986 Canada Stamp (Scott #1107i) – Henry Hudson / Discovery of the Hudson Bay 34¢, pink print flaw edition.
and the normal, flawless version:
Notice the lack of the pink blotch, middle-left.
So, hopefully now this will jog my parents’ memory and they’ll remember where they “filed” it :)
Seriously though, it goes to show that the information is out there, but without the right search phrase, you’ll find nothing (or everything else).














